Page 14 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Tanner looked a little nervous. The guilt was all over his face.
“We do,” said Chastity.
He swallowed hard.
“You’re Adolf Hitler.”
Wait, what?
Tanner laughed. “Well this is an odd roleplay…”
“It’s not a roleplay. We know everything.”
“Right.” Tanner winked. He cleared his throat. “I thought you’d never find out,” he said as seriously as possible. But then he laughed. “Why does my head hurt so much?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Adolf.”
“I’m sorry, but can we take this in a slightly different direction? I’m all for kinky roleplaying, but this one is making me a little uncomfortable. It brings back bad memories.”
Bad memories? What was he talking about?
“And also…I’d really prefer to only roleplay with Ash. Doing it with you and…” He turned his head and squinted. “Dr. Lyons? What are you doing here? This has got to be the weirdest Societydate in the history of Society dates, and there have been some very weird ones over the years. Where’s Ash?”
“She doesn’t want to see your stupid lying face,” said Chastity. “Hitlerstache or not, she thinks you’re a hideous piece of shit for what you’ve done.”
What the hell kind of interrogation technique is this?And did Tanner really think he was on a Society date with Chastity and Dr. Lyons? Why in the world would he think that? He was such a pervert. I moved the pointer toIncentive.
“Want some water?” asked Chastity.
“Or some Advil?” added Dr. Lyons. “That lump on your head looks pretty painful.”
“Or how about a blowjob from Ash?”
Tanner smiled. “I knew she was here somewhere. Was this date her idea?”
What? Abort!I wasn’t about to blow the man who’d murdered my sister. I moved the pointer toWe Know All.
“What’s your name?” asked Chastity.
“Tann…” started Tanner, but Dr. Lyons cut him off.
“Tanner Rhodes is your name. And what’s your address?”
“He lives at One57,” answered Chastity.
I didn’t know what good it was doing to ask him random questions we already knew the answers to, so I switched toEmotional Love.
“We know what you did,” said Chastity. “The jig is up.”
“Huh?” asked Tanner. “What did I do?”
“If you tell us everything, we can end this right here. And while you’re in prison, I’ll take care of Nigel. I’ll let him be my houseboy. And I’ll even give him time off on holidays.”
“Why would I go to prison?”
Chastity didn’t reply. She just stared at him.
Tanner stared back. “I’m so lost. Is this not a Society date?”
